With any story I write, I could actually write it from three or four different perspectives, which would end with a completely different moral at the end.

All the mistakes I've ever made in my life have been when I've been drunk. I haven't made hardly any mistakes sober, ever, ever.

People don't remember. Revenge is sweet.

People try constantly to use me, and I hate it.

There's so much stuff said about me that's not true, so now if something is hurtful and wrong, I send an e-mail or letter immediately, saying, This is not true.

What is truth? Truth doesn't really exist. Who is going to judge whether my experience of an incident is more valid than yours? No one can be trusted to be the judge of that.

I don't ask for an apology because it's only tomorrow's fish-and-chip paper.

I thought it would be my one and only exhibition, so I decided to call it My Major Retrospective.

One thing that success has taught me is censorship.

I am fiercely independent and I probably wouldn't be if it wasn't for the way in which I was brought up.

I have hardly any friends who aren't gay.

I never grew up.

I've been slagged off completely by the art world.

I've got over so much. Mum wouldn't want anything to come into my life that would make me fragile again.

If I didn't want to work for a couple of years, I wouldn't have to-it's a great feeling, to know I'm doing it because I want to do it.

It pleases me that people can be interactive.

It wasn't so much destroying my dancing, it was destroying me.

It's my memory, and what happened between that moment 10 or 15 years ago and now, there's a lot of gray area.

Maybe I don't believe things myself, as well. Truth is such a transient thing.

My mum has never wanted me to have children. She thinks I would be destroying my life, even now.